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It was soon after Joy's attack that I received a visit from
two FBI agents,
although this didn't upset me at that time. They told me that
James Meisler (Public Relations Scientologist in New York whose
job it was to handle me) had received bomb threats. Did I have
any idea who might have done it? Since the FBI told me Meisler
named me as a suspect, I figured he was behind it. After all,
Scientology had enough sincere enemies that had he really
received threats, he would have been worried and named some
likely possibilities. I felt his motivation might be that he had
come off looking bad in a couple of interviews in which I was
quoted along with him. I felt he was therefore trying to obtain
sympathy to make up for the points he lost with incompetence. At
that visit, I also agreed to be fingerprinted when the FBI asked
me.

Things were generally quiet for about a month after that,
probably because Scientology didn't know I had moved. However, I
was a little worried when I got a second visit from the same FBI
agents and learned that they had gone to Bob [...] [addendum
1997: my boyfriend] and Joy's boyfriend asking if I was
the type to send bomb threats.

On February 4th or 9th of 1973, a horrible anonymous letter
was sent to about half the residents of my new building (or
about 300 people) urging them to get me kicked out, saying I had
venereal disease, had sexually molested a 2-year old baby girl,
etc. The only thing they got right about me was my age — which
was the last thing I wanted known — and there was also
an incorrect reference to my having a "swollen tongue." I had a
cracked tongue when I was a young child, which doctors believed
came from vitamin deficiency in the orphanage. [1]

Obviously, I was terribly upset by that letter. I had dreamed
for years of moving into this building, and was petrified that I
would be kicked out. Furthermore, I was horribly embarrassed,
especially when I heard people talking in the elevator about the
new girl with
VD!

On that same day, I also received a second brief visit from
Margie Shepherd again, before she disappeared permanently from
my life allegedly to go to Boston. With her that day was a very
sweet girl named Paula Tyler, who told me a sad story about
coming from California and being raped while hitch-hiking. Could
I help her get an apartment in this building from some absent
tenant at a reduced rate? I did, and later, her so called
platonic friend, a very friendly asexual type boy named Jerry
Levin moved in upstairs with her.

Jerry and Paul dropped by to visit each day, and along with
my girlfriend in the building (a writer named Barbara), we all
became quite friendly.

Footnotes

1. I knew it was Scientology for a
few reasons. First, only they would make up something as
horrible as VD. Secondly, the "sexually molested 2 year old
baby girl" was a reference to one of their own male
"ministers" who had done that — and they were the
only ones who knew that I knew the age of that girl since I
had left that out of my book. Third, the letter said I had
just returned from the Europe, but in fact had returned from
the Caribbean. But they had wrongly told some people I was
in Europe at that time.